The Love Bird

Every day,
It comes to my hut

comforts my occupied heart
heals all wounds
The love bird,
about my sweetheart brings news
rejoices my soul every night ..


It sang me my lover's words
what happened in exile, in separation

And love flies,

O' my messenger,

I beg you,

lead my rhymes

my peace, and commitment for the covenant :
to live together, or die both ..

I hope you recite my longing
my soreness, my wrench ..
to heal him, to revive him
I am sure his soul was broken..
I am sure he doesn't leave the moon

gasping, sweating
and cursing the distances ..

hoping to pick a kiss
 which leads us to an endless paradise ..

Every day,
It comes to my hut

comforts my occupied heart
heals all wounds
The love bird,

about my sweetheart brings news
rejoices my soul every night ..

I meet it every day sitting on the bench
near the window, down the moon
in my deserted house
Fasting till intercourse ..
owning just papers and a thirsty pen
writing and receiving my only aliment
the Love messages ..


Every dawn, I go get some grains
to save it's life,
in order to renovate me ..

I was still out,
the time of messages approached
I felt my heart had something wrong
I ran hurriedly towards my derelict hut
entered moon's locked room
with my holy keys ..


Oh,
blood was every where
My hope was killed
the chair of meditation was broken
an inner quake has  invaded me ..
What is left ?
A smile drawn on my face,
I saw it
the letter, the envelope
some blood drops covering it ..
So what ?
I turned the envelope ..
the message was stolen ..
the quake was back !


- Is there any explanation ?
-Yes .
- What is it ?
- They knew I love you ..!